You can feel every curve and edge of each word. Sentences and metaphors swim through the rich
blood in your veins. It makes your body
electric. Jump, alive, every electron in
every atom of your being is being shocked, once again alive like they had once
been so long ago before you decided to kill them with the honey sweet liquid
that slid down you throat oh-so-smooth, but it was no sensation compared to the
words, the words in your veins. They
shocked you, electrified all of your instincts, setting your body on fire,
allowing you to thrive rather than merely exist.
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